why does sitting down at a computer always make me want to pee?
Last night I had a dream that honors orchestra was wanted back in Minnesota again and I only brought fifteen dollars to spend for an entire week. Minnesota was awesome. It would have been a lot better if I had been placed in a better group with a better chaperone. Here are just some quirks about my group:
Hunan Lady
-she has an annoying daughter who is more stubborn than me and callie combined
-she talks in chinese in public to everyone who understands the language even remotely
-she doesn't know how to order food in restaurants because her family never eats out and the waiters and waitresses were not too amused, if they could understand her at all (she gave us each a seperate bill one morning for breakfast)
-she leans in two inches from your face when speaking to you, forcing you to turn away or at least flinch when that close to a face like that *shudders*
-she snores with the volume of a thousand callies at a dog park
-she yells at everyone
-she compares me to amy and her daughter. Here is just a loosely translated version of what she said at least three times that weekend- "Look at Lynn. She's the prettiest and healthiest one here. Why can't you two eat like her? If you just eat more then you'd be more like her!" This wasn't too big a problem for me, really, but it's pretty embarrassing for all three of us when she starts talking about it in front of the entire orchestra.
Ugh. I hate them. I HATE them. They completely ruined my almost perfect weekend. It was supposed to be a time to relax and have fun, but since she argued 24/7 with her daughter it delayed us and made us late to everything. I should really bitch about people I don't like more often. Remind me to do that next time I update.
Hunan Lady
-she has an annoying daughter who is more stubborn than me and callie combined
-she talks in chinese in public to everyone who understands the language even remotely
-she doesn't know how to order food in restaurants because her family never eats out and the waiters and waitresses were not too amused, if they could understand her at all (she gave us each a seperate bill one morning for breakfast)
-she leans in two inches from your face when speaking to you, forcing you to turn away or at least flinch when that close to a face like that *shudders*
-she snores with the volume of a thousand callies at a dog park
-she yells at everyone
-she compares me to amy and her daughter. Here is just a loosely translated version of what she said at least three times that weekend- "Look at Lynn. She's the prettiest and healthiest one here. Why can't you two eat like her? If you just eat more then you'd be more like her!" This wasn't too big a problem for me, really, but it's pretty embarrassing for all three of us when she starts talking about it in front of the entire orchestra.
Ugh. I hate them. I HATE them. They completely ruined my almost perfect weekend. It was supposed to be a time to relax and have fun, but since she argued 24/7 with her daughter it delayed us and made us late to everything. I should really bitch about people I don't like more often. Remind me to do that next time I update.